Inquiring Bliss

The Edge Of Falling.

"Pain changes people, it makes them trust less, overthink more, and shut people out."

                                      Saturday.

Oliver woke up abruptly when he heard a phone buzzing. He yawned loudly his head tilting Corey sat up, "It's not mine." he said quickly becoming alert he turned to Oliver curiously. "Where is your phone?"

The shorter boy frowned standing up, he froze slightly when he saw his iPhone which was not ringing. Yet the buzzing kept going.

He quickly glanced around noticing his sweatshirt on the dresser, someone must have been brought it in from the car. He moved checking the pockets noting someone was calling his flip phone.

He frowned when he noticed an unfamiliar number his chest bubbled with excitement for a brief moment as he imagined it was his mother calling him. He opened his voice mail bringing it to his ear his head tilting curiously.

"Ollie baby! Oh, you'll never believe what your hunk and I have done! Call me back asap! Quicker than a quickie! Faster than someone can leave a hickey! Or a douche can pull out his dickie- Stop it! This is totally relevant to the information I'm providing Oliver wants to hear everything I have to say!-Call me back! Like now!"

Oliver blinked pulling away his phone.

"Why do you have a second phone?" Corey questioned his voice croaky but more alert than before.

Oliver spun noting his iPhone which was now In Corey's hands. "I-" He blew out a breath, "My mom has this phone number."

Corey frowned eyebrows furrowing together, "You couldn't give her your other one?" He questioned curiously.

"She hasn't answered me in a while," Oliver admitted truthfully his heart racing. "I-also gave Blake this number at the party. I didn't want him to hack into my actual phone. Figured a measly flip phone would be better."

Corey looked like he wanted to say more but Oliver didn't give him the chance clearing his throat.

"I-well that was Future. She needs me to call her back!" Oliver blurted quickly calling his rambunctious friend. It wasn't even a moment later when there was an answer. "Hi-"

"Well hey there hot stuff! You sound like you just woke up, what are you wearing hopefully nothing," Future purred.

Oliver blushed his mouth popping open, "What? I'm-I'm wearing boxers? And a shirt? A-are you-why would I not be wearing anything?"

"Your just too cute," Future laughed, "And boo! Get naked-Shush Blake- if you are wearing something I hope it's those leather pant's I got you-"

"Future," Oliver cut the women off his lips tilting up, "I think I'd get stuck in them if I tried putting them on."

"You are pretty thick for a skinny white boy, that ass is out of this world-"

Oliver groaned putting his head in his hands, "Future," He whined.

"Boy, it's not my fault that your hotter than a forest fire," Future stated, "why can't I appreciate the view?"

"...Did you seriously just compare me to a forest fire?" Oliver questioned head tilting.

"Sweetie I've known you for a day and your life seems pretty disastrous, on the plus side you've got a slew full of hotties coming out of your ass."

"What are you guy's talking about?" Corey asked.

Oliver winced, "I don't really know?" He shot the taller man a pleading look his mouth popping open. Corey motioned for him to put in on speaker Oliver did clearing his throat. "I needed to call you back asap-"